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🏃Dedicated to:@bloodredrose997, for being the FIRST person to add my Doffy fanfic into your Reading List and voting for them all! 😂😄😂. Luv ya! 😂🏃✋👌👍

And since it's Valentine's Day, I decided to post this. Muwah. 💋

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(I'm in a hurry posting to make up for my absence so it still needs a sprinkle of editing. Check out my customized keyboard for Doffy! ↑↑↑)

You relax your heels into the cold floor again and lean back on his arm, head tilted up to meet his altitudinous gaze. You are confused by his sudden change of attitude, like the transformation of the an adorable kitten to a feral tiger. You stare at your dazed expression reflected on red lenses.

"Ah," you smile, searching your brain for a justifying excuse "I forgot, see I happened to.."

You were not able to finish your sentence as you feel nauseating gravity take place and confuse you further. You realize he just hauled you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing.

You flail, attempting to knock the breath out of his lungs with an angled kick "Lemme go!" You are powerful but you can't do much in this uncomfortable position. Embarrassingly enough, he crosses an arm at the back of your ankles, pinning you down to the side of his waist. However, you find it the best place to be in right now which by the way you consider romantic. What better moment else is there than Doffy romantically going to such lengths to free you from your mad scientist self? EEE!! You feel like you've just flown over Cloud Nine. 😍

And then again, killing Baby 5's boyfriends is more romantic...in a way. Wait a minute, does that mean he loves Baby Five romantically speaking??? 😶

"Not until you agree to my terms," he says coolly. His grin, even though you can't see it, you are aware is still plastered to his irritatingly handsome face, a face molded not by angels, but arch-angels!

(A.U. 😝 Omg! I just found the best thing ever! Oh look! It's Doffy's gun!→🔫. WAHHH!!!😍)

"And what terms are you referring to?" You ask, half-curious, resting your elbow on his back, fingering the pink feathers and diving your nose into the pile of pink to inhale the scent, but not loud enough for him to notice. Yes, you're indeed a hopeless romantic.

The aromatic scent of nostalgia, reminding you of how far and just how close the man you hold special feelings for is.

"I'm taking you out."

A delicious shudder runs rampant all over your body, your romantic self half-squirms. Your inventor self however, returns to ruin the moment. You find his voice was disgustingly full of fluffiness! Your inventor self can practically feel the fluffiness queasing the room and filling your nose to the extent of choking you!

Confidently, you say with mockery sewn to your voice "Well, as romantic as it sounds, I can't do that."

The conversation went on without Doffy moving from the spot, making you extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh? And I thought Baby Five told me you had spare time?"

"Wait, what?"

At the mention of Baby 5's name, she walks in through the obviously open door. Your genius mind wonders how exactly did the door open. "How in the world did you two manage to break in?" You focus your panicked voice on Doffy, "Was it open before you entered?" You eye the damaged hinges still clinging on and holding the door just barely until the door collapses into the floor. It results to your stress heightening to new levels. "Did YOU open it?"

You bounce on his shoulder as he shrugs without much care. You flail again, cursing him with blasphemous words. You add 'getting your door another layer of reinforcement' and 'slipping paprika powder into Doflamingo's wine' to your to-do-list.

Baby 5's face was one of worry and sadness, you notice this and stop struggling "What's the matter?" Heart melts at the pent up tears glistening in her eyes, unable to freely fall down from redenned cheeks.

You snarl at the possible culprit, Doffy. "Pudding?!"

Baby 5 speaks before him "It isn't his fault, it's mine. I'm sorry, I just wanted to show....my boyfriend around."

You lift the mouth hanging open. "What? We talked about this! Doffy finds one of your pimps and Doffy kills! It's simple! Its the law!"

A sigh escapes you and you stare at the floor miserably "Soooooo...what now?" Literal meaning: 'What's going to happen to me?'

Her frown lifts to a delightful and hopeful smile "Don't worry, Master told me he's taking you to this nice place and it's just the two of you!"

Your lungs thin out as a long gasp of surprise escapes excruciatingly slow, with hands cupping hollowed cheeks "You sold me off! Traitor! All those things I did for you! I thought we were besties!"

You swear a tear rolled down, a tear containing all your respect for Baby 5 😥. Now gone, your face crumples into a sour pout and your body limps. 😖

"We still are," she says "Because I am doing you a favor." 😋

Eyes narrow at her, a frown deepening and wrinkling your face. A shout escapes your lips "Gungnir!"

The golden spear leaning on the wall launches into the air, but a transparent string forces it to bounce back and land on the floor clanging emptilessly, no longer with purpose to stop the king.

You prepare to call your gold double-edged axe but you're stopped by the king as he slings you into his arms, into a 'lover's carry'. You freeze, as Cupid's arrow pierces your heart and you clasp your hands in pure delight.

You look at him and watch his tongue flick and move as he utters words.

"I thought your philosophies depended on honesty, you're not too honest yourself."

"Sorry," you say. The romantic self aims the apology on him while the plugged-in self apologizes to Baby 5.

Another matter comes to mind.

"Wait...how long have you been in here?" He hesitates to answer as you look at him, face glowing to a ripe tomato.

"Noooo...." You whisper, rage spilling. You just took a bath and when you left, the door was mysteriously open ajar. He peeped?

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